To A Distant Love

How I long to span the miles,
to hold your face in gentle hands.
My spirit thirsts to touch thy heart,
to embrace as only lovers dare.
Listlessly longing for touch of sweet lips,      
upon my fevered brow this day.
Arms ache to embrace loving warmth,
feel your breath upon my cheek.
Aching memory of the softly musical sound,    
of a gently whispered "I love you."
I send these heartsounds to you,
that you may hear this lonely heart.
To my distant love I send my soul,
my heart across the endless miles.
For distance alone can ne'er smother,
a love borne of destiny's desire.

                                               (c) C. Dale Little 1997